Part two cuz I'm forgetful asf
Once on a yellow piece of paper(from perks of being a wallflower)β honestly should have written this first cuz it's one of my absolute favourites
Jakarta January, Sarah kay
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Okay ma'am those are absolutely gold I literally admire your taste in poetry and literature I remember reading many poems but if you have to ask me rn to name my favourites I could never come up with those masterpieces. These two poems specifically deserve like an individual post on my blog
"I am what I think you think I am"
I heard this while listening to "on purpose" by jay shetty and it's been stuck with me ever since. Sometimes we become those versions of ourselves that we think other people might think about us. If someone ever called you intellectual you would feel great about it but now you would be scared to disappoint them so you would inevitably act like it. The problem begins when you start looking for that validation, when you want them to say it again just because it made you feel good. When someone specifically points out that you are selfish and you start to sabotage yourself.
The only person capable enough to validate you should be you, yourself.
Some pages from my book of pressed flowers
king - florence + the machine // the manuscript - taylor swift
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